Fatherhood and Farming

The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree…….

As a kid, I never appreciated my dad like I do now. He was always working. I’d see other kids out playing ball, fishing, or riding bikes with their dads, but my dad never seemed to have much time for me. He was always out in the fields planting or harvesting crops, fixing fences, milking cows, or doing paperwork. He would leave the house early in the morning and come in late at night, only stopping for a quick meal. Fast forward a few years. Now I have kids of my own, and I finally understand how much my dad gave me.

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